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(Image courtesy of http://www.flickr.com/photos/christianmontone/4365674360) In my first stolen-body life as Edward of Marlborough (see blog episode #7 and #8), I learned a lot of hard lessons. I will not elaborate now on those lessons in deference to a revelation that changed my entire understanding of alchemy. It occurred in 1967 while I was inhabiting the body of Mark Alderman, a college dropout totally immersed in the free-love hippy movement. He was at that time a really good-looking young man, six…..

(Image courtesy of www.newson6.com) When I returned to the stable, Father was elated, but Mother cried. As I jumped down from my mount, Father grabbed my shoulders and shook me back and forth exulting. “Well done! Amazing! Amazing! Look at you now! How does it feel? Do you feel good? No problems?” “Wonderful,” I said, “ It feels a little strange, but wonderful!” “I’m sure it will take some time to get use to. But hells-bells, we did it!” rejoiced…..

(Image courtesy of www.columbiahorsecenter.com) My father Wilford, the greatest alchemist that ever lived wasn’t keen on the idea of me performing a soul transfer first. He wanted my mother to go first, but she flatly refused. She said that she wasn’t at all interested in taking on another person’s life, be it the life of a noble or otherwise because she said, “The nobles have problems too. Yes, they fair better than we peasants when it comes to food and drink,…..